Verse one:
[C] Everything has its sea[F]son, [C]Everything has its t[F]ime,
[C] Show me a rea[F]son and Ill [C] soon show you a [G] rhyme.
[Bb] Cats fit on the window sill, [C] Children fit in the sn[Am7]ow.
[Gm] Why do I feel I dont fit in anywhere I [C] go?

Chorus:
[F]Rivers belong where they can r[Gsus]amble,
[Em] Eagles belong where t[Em7]hey can f[F]ly.
[C] Ive got to [Dm] be where my [G] spirit can run fr[Am]ee.
[F] Got to find [C] my corner [Gm] of the sk[C]y.

[C] Every man has his day[F]dreams, [C] Every man has his [F] goals.
[C] People like the [F] way dreams have of [C] sticking to the [G] soul.
[Bb] Thunderclouds have their lightening. [C] Nightingales have their
[Am7] song.
[Gm] And dont you see Iwant my life to be something more than [C] long?

Chorus

[C] So many men seem des[F]tined to [C] settle for something [F] small,
[C] but I wont [F] rest until I [C] know Ill have it [G] all.
[Bb]So dont ask where Im going, but [C] listen when Im [Am7] gone.
[Gm] And far away youll hear me singing softly to the [C] dawn.